The Black Science of Revenge Carriers
challenge is accepted

the six young men immediately left the village, but when they were already outside the village.

suddenly the village was lost as if covered in thick fog that seemed to swallow the village, even the village gate was not seen in the slightest.

"now the rowdy ustadz will not be able to arbitrarily teach a religion that they themselves are mistaken," said Ki Cakra who then turned to go home.

but on the way, he saw the citizens who were harvesting purple yams, "may I buy a little of the harvest?"

"Ki Cakra, Monggo Ki Monggo, you don't have to buy Ki" the man said.

" don't be like that, you planted it at the expense of money and energy, the price of this yam is also not much, so let me buy it," said the man gently and politely.

"please give me six kilos sir" said Ki Cakra.

"Monggo Ki, thank you very much Ki, hopefully my sweet potato sales in the Ki market," said the man.

"certainly, and do not pass the harvest table, see there are still many yam left behind," said Ki Cakra who then left.

they were all shocked because inside the ground there was still a nice purple yam.

"loh how can, is not this time we harvest from the rest of yesterday," shocked everyone.

"yes Gusti prince, Ki Cakra who gives this sustenance, quickly collect, he is really a true descendant of Ki Hadikusumo," said the man happily.

Ki Cakra had already helped some of the villagers, and slowly everyone started to believe in the man.

Ki Cakra was casually enjoying a cigarette, when Mela came carrying a steamed yam, "your cow is beautiful? where's psk Bowo?"

"why Ki, I will always serve you, so I ask Bowo to enjoy time with his beautiful wife" said Mela casually.

"you are indeed, sit down." the man patted the spot beside him.

Mela immediately sat there and Ki Cakra actually fell asleep on the woman's thigh.

"why me, is there a problem?"

"of course not, it's just that I have to start meditating for the next week, and remember you can't be naughty when I'm not around,"

"of course it won't," Mela replied laughing hearing him.

"but if anyone comes looking for you, what should I do?"

"let my people take care of it, you just have to sit there waiting for me to come back" Ki Cakra said.

"alright," Mela replied.

they were joking, as the three bodyguards who were at the morning shift came home from looking at all Ki Cakra's possessions.

they were shocked to see the beautiful woman who was sitting and massaging the head of Ki Cakra who was closing her eyes on the woman's lap.

"don't you dare look at my woman or you want me to go blind, report...."

"we checked everything, and the rice field was run by the pesantren, and when we came to ask him to come back, they were angry and said that we had no proof" Gopur replied.

"it turns out they dared to use the rice field without my permission, you guys have continued to keep watch, let me take care of it," said the man casually.

Let's just know if the guy's leaving, "i'm coming,"

"ha-ha-ha, I haven't said where to go, but why are you coming?"

"don't just follow along" said Mela firmly.

"where are we?"

"we're in an abandoned house, that's not the most important thing, we have to take something" said the man who went straight underground.

and taking three blocks of gold from inside the place, it turns out that no one knew there was any treasure in that place.

then they disappeared from the house, because Ki Cakra felt the presence of someone.

not to forget he also made sure everything was safe, he was outside the house there was the figure of Ustadz Haris who stood staring at the luxurious house.

the house that just finished in the wake and never occupied because the death of the wife of the owner of the house makes the man disappear like in the swallow of the earth.

he opens the door to the house that Koko remains despite having been neglected for the past five years.

"if Lily hadn't died, what a different story this story would have been, with the children's laughter being heard running around this house" he murmured.

even their sudden wedding photos remain well displayed.

he also hurried out because he could no longer see Everything, especially their families were sincere.

but losing the man was a huge blow, which is why his family decided to leave the country.

while in the boarding school Miftahul Jannah, the five students who had the challenge were facing ustadz sepuh.

"i'll see him, why does he keep people from spreading the religion of God" the man said confidently.

"but ustadz was as old as he was, the man was so dangerous, even I read the verse against him, he casually returned and followed all my pronunciation, even he was better in his tajweed on my appeal, he said, it doesn't matter" said Ustad Rashid.

"it won't matter, when you're humble and don't insult your enemy, because in view of your attitude, I know for sure if you're going to make him angry," said Ustadz Haris who just came

"yes how ustadz Haris knows," said Alif keceplosan.

ustad Rashid hit him in annoyance, but unexpectedly the man instead casually sat down beside his uncle.

"do you need me to come, sir, because your condition has not been fully cured, either,"

"no le, it's a challenge for pakde, so pakde who will leave," replied ustadz sepuh

in the evening, he was doing Sukmo ngrogo along with Ustadz Haris.

they wanted to see the condition of the village up close, but from its dark side.

it turns out that this village is now protected by something shaped like a turtle shell.

even as they were about to enter, they felt pain in their Sukma leaving a mark on the bodies of both.

"can't pakde, we better go back and look at the village guard is out" said Ustadz Haris pulled the figure of ustadz sepuh away.

it was Ki Adjisaka who strengthened the protection done by Ki Cakra.

Mela saw many friends were jumping on the tree, some were even floating while laughing.

while in the pendopo there is Susi and also three women belonging to Sukri, Wawan and Edi who accompany.

"wait a minute, I forgot your name again, this is Anna Sukri's wife, Ika Wawan's wife, and mbak ...."

"Yuna belongs to Edi" replied Yuna who was teaching the woman to knit.

"yeah, I was confused, '" said Mela.